A poet's dream To always have a muse Writing all day long With a faithful audience For what is the point Of writing Of art Without someone, somewhere Falling in love with it -Kel Dayheart
I Would
If I could I would Save you From this pain If I could I would Shelter you From the coming storm If I could I would Offer you More than I can give If I could I would Love you But I can't -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #58
Which is more sating Splashing along the sea-edge Or puddle jumping?
Blackout #69
It was alive although no better than an imprint.
Talking to Myself
Making conversation Within my head Makes for false facts, Headaches, And a lack of sleep -Kel Dayheart
Thawed
I finally feel warm Like the last of the ice Around me has thawed And I might finally Feel okay again -Kel Dayheart
Fireworks
You are an explosion Not the destructive kind But the kind That light the sky In celebration And fill the world With wonder -Kel Dayheart
Waiting Room
My thoughts jerk and jitter Not sitting still My body starts to mimic As I pace and pace Although is it a pace When there is no rhythm? Focus takes too long And concentrating is too hard As my mind rejects the issue at hand Trying so hard to focus on the trivial -Kel Dayheart
Wary
He once trusted someone And was betrayed So now he pays For that mistake In every action- Every word He says For he can never Put his faith in someone else Again -Kel Dayheart
Token
This is a token Of my affections Please keep it safe For I will endeavor To do the same with yours -Kel Dayheart
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